He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was choked.
I just can't bring myself to say it.
Wen Shiyu's eyes gradually dimmed.
But when she thought about her son's experiences since childhood, her eyes were filled with heartache.
Seeing that Luo Qingming felt a little guilty, she quickly reached out and touched Luo Qingming's face, saying gently, "It's okay, baby, Mommy loves you."
Luo Qingming, who had never been so directly expressed with love, blushed slightly.
This is the first time I've ever experienced this in my twenty years of life.
Lin Xiaoxiao, on the other side of Wen Shiyu, watched Luo Qingming's joke with great interest.
Her good younger brother is sometimes just too shy.
Under her gaze, Luo Qingming felt a lump in her throat, and called out to Wen Shiyu, "Mom... Mom."
The sound was light and airy, yet it was still carried by the wind to everyone's ears.
Every "Mom!" was like a drumbeat striking her heart, making Wen Shiyu unable to hold back her tears.
Tears welled up again. Having heard Lin Xiao mention her eye condition, Luo Qingming awkwardly tried to comfort her, "Don't cry, my sister and I will always be here for you..."
Upon hearing the word "sister," Wen Shiyu immediately stopped crying.
She looked at Lin Xiaoxiao and then at Luo Qingming, her beautiful face wrinkling as she hesitated whether to tell them the truth.
Feeling ignored, Wen Mo protested, "Where's Dad?"
They've all called each other "Mom," so we can't favor one over the other and not call them "Dad."
Lin Xiaoxiao's gaze immediately fell on his face. Meeting Wen Mo's expectant eyes, she pursed her lips and didn't utter a sound for a long time.
Seeing Wen Mo's increasingly disappointed expression, she stopped teasing him.
A clear, crisp voice called out, "Dad."
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